Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 291 Fengzhou County

"Pity."

Song Shi gently pressed the front of the car: "It's only been driven for more than half a month."

"It can be placed underground." Lapis Lazuli said, "At a depth of ten meters, the safety rate can reach more than 98%."

"That's not necessary."

Song Shi shook his head and sighed: "It will probably never be opened again in the future - just tear it down."

"Draw out the reserve maintenance materials. It will be troublesome to replenish them after entering the East Land Republic. By the way, the nuclear fusion reactor must be taken away as well. Although it is not completely compatible with your interface, it can still serve as a temporary power source when necessary."

More than half a month after leaving the corporate alliance, Song Shi finally approached the border of the Pan-Eastern Continent Federation.

To be more precise, it is the border of "Feng Zhou", one of the 19 counties under the jurisdiction of the Donglu Republic.

At this point, you definitely can't just drive an unauthorized luxury car straight through.

Feng Zhou's border defense system is not that useless. When a guided artillery shell is fired, although it will not threaten Song Shi now, the original entry plan will definitely be ruined.

"What are you going to do?"

Lapis Lazuli said cautiously: "With the 'monitoring network' in place, if they sneak in directly, even with my technical support, it would be difficult to guarantee complete safety."

"I know I know."

Song Shi thought about it and decided to give up on burning it directly. He chose to use psychic flames to melt a big pit and bury the disassembled car in it. If someone lucky enough with a metal detector found it in the future, he would probably make a fortune.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do and leave some opportunities for you.

After finishing all this, he casually said: "Ha, the 'monitoring network' is the foundation of the East Land Republic. If you want to do something big with that thing, you have to be the Lord of the Abyss."

"So, let's go through the formal channels." Song Shi patted his chest and smiled, "Become a legal citizen."

Six hours later.

Fengzhou County.

Border patrol station, immigration checkpoint.

"Name?"

"Song Zhi."

"identity?"

"Uh, wanderer. But I don't want to be a wanderer anymore! I want to live in a house! Drink clean water! Eat cool food! Get a fashionable body! Actually, I-"

"Alright, alright."

The inspector at this immigration checkpoint was a bald middle-aged man. He interrupted the chattering of the young man opposite him with an expressionless face, and opened and closed the palm of his prosthetic right hand, stamping an electronic seal on the form.

"The temporary household registration has been completed. The probation period is two months. Your activities are limited to Fengzhou County, and you must not have any illegal records during this period. After the probation period, you will become a formal citizen of the Pan-Eastern Continental Federation."

After finishing this official statement at a rapid speed, the young man opposite was stunned for a moment. He first showed a look of joy on his face, but then quickly restrained it. He seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, but he couldn't help his curiosity. He only heard the other party cautiously say: "That. Sir."

"I heard that citizens are divided into different levels of status. I would like to ask you about that."

"Oh, you know a lot then."

Since entering the room, the bald middle-aged man's expression changed for the first time. He looked at the young man, who was ragged, dusty, and full of the vicissitudes of years of running around.

Only those eyes were wide open, with intense excitement.

It was as if he had glimpsed the outline of heaven. After a long while, the middle-aged man laughed coldly, pressed the button on the table, and the window snapped shut. The armed guards next to him immediately stepped forward and signaled the young man to leave.

While pushing and pushing, the young man found himself standing at the door of the patrol station. He turned back subconsciously and saw the fence close with a swish.

A kinetic assault rifle, a pistol, and a dagger were all confiscated on the grounds of "prohibiting the carrying of dangerous goods". The crumpled stack of bills hidden in the waistband of the pants was also 90% removed during the body search.

The only thing that was not missing but rather extra was an electronic anklet tied around the right ankle. It had real-time positioning, and any attempt to remove it would trigger an electric shock.

But it was too late to be at a loss! A van arrived at the scene!
On the street behind the outpost, there were several vans parked, with people standing beside them, staring at him eagerly!

"Brothers, brothers! Over here, over here!"

I saw a man in a flowered shirt squatting next to a gray van on the roadside. When he saw someone coming out, he suddenly took off his nicotine atomizer, jumped up, and waved at the young man at the gate: "I am--"

"It's your mother!" Before he could finish his words, another sturdy man appeared. He used his huge mechanical arms to squeeze the man in the blouse first, then came up to the young man with a smile on his face: "Don't listen to that bastard's nonsense! Brother! Welcome to Fengzhou! Are you confused now? Don't worry! Come and listen to my bag and I will arrange it for you!"

"Hey! You don't follow the rules, do you?"

"Do you understand what first come first served means?"

"Mr. Zhang! I think you really want to see blood!"

"Who are you trying to fool? Then let's show it to each other! I—"

Beep—beep—!
A sharp whistle suddenly sounded, suppressing all words.

Behind the sentry post fence, the armed security guard came back again. He blew out his whistle and said impatiently, "What are you arguing about! Do you really think this is your home? Be careful or I'll sue you for obstructing official business!"

"Hey! Got it!"

The few people who were making noise on the street were not afraid. They just stopped arguing after replying.

They looked at each other and surrounded him at the same time. The young man's expression instantly became alert. He took a half step back and made a fist-clenching gesture. Even his temperament changed and he even revealed a bit of ferocity.

"Relax, take it easy bro."

Seeing this, the man in the flowery shirt showed a hint of joy in his eyes. He waved his hands repeatedly, stopped walking, and indicated that he had no ill intentions.

"Then what."

As if hesitating about something, the man in the flowered shirt scratched his head and finally sighed: "Ah! Let me put it this way."

"Brother, I won't hide it from you. I can't hide it from you anyway." The man in the flowered shirt shrugged. "Who would dare to treat someone who can walk through the wasteland as an idiot?"

"Let me be honest with you. We are just agents. When we introduce you to a job, the other party will pay us a commission. We make a living from this."

He said seriously, "But we can really help you with a lot of things, such as arranging a place to stay, introducing the local situation, etc. Moreover, with us on your side, others won't overcharge you when you go out to buy things - merchants will not show mercy to outsiders like you."

"I know what you're worried about. Are you worried that we'll take you to a remote place and cut off your organs?"

The man in the flowered shirt chuckled twice and shook his head repeatedly: "How is it possible? This is the Donglu Republic, this is Fengzhou! You still thought you were in the wasteland? If you ask me, you have to change your habits as soon as possible."

"There is that thing..."

"——There is a 'monitoring network' watching."

The man paused, raised his hand, pointed at the sky, and spoke word by word.

"Who dares to do such a thing?"

(End of this chapter)